by Red Wolf
Toshiko glared at the screen, willing the text to make sense. When it didn't bow to her will, she leaned back on her chair and pinched the bridge of her nose, wondering for the hundredth time what drugs their languages contact in Los Angeles was taking.
Highlights of his contributions had been an inedible strudel recipe that had been bounced between languages on Babelfish and the diary of a teenager who wrote in Elvish.
From the fragments she'd extracted so far, she was expecting more of the same. She really couldn't see
to sandshoe in lawbeing an earth-shattering prophesy.
Torchwood 100 — challenge #4: reverse fandom: angel: to shanshu in la
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